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the three kinds of people (cats)
MANGA SPOILERS
Have these memes I made for no reason
It's the extinguisher btw
Omg I just remembered her ends are blonde and her hair is BROWN FUCKKKKKK
Tried to draw Naomi but I made her blonde but I’ll live..
HERES TO MY FAV BIMBO OC- NAOMIIIIII
Its lowkey messy but it adds some authentic flavor to it..
Y/N- *Looking at sweets and plushies* I wonder if Naomi will like this..
Naomi- *Lost in a forest trying to find pretty rocks for Y/n*
Wrestlemania 41 Night One Predictions
√ World Heavyweight Championship match: Jay Uso defeats (c) Gunther.
Jay is hot right now and Gunther needs to lose the title so he can lose to Goldberg in his retirement match. I don't think Jay will hold it for long though.
√ Jade Cargill defeats Naomi.
Naomi's promos have been awesome, but of all the matches on this card, this one's a no brainer.
√ World Tag Team Title Match: New Day defeat (c) War Raiders.
I love the idea of Big E coming along and costing the New Day the match. But honestly, New Day needs this win. Plus, they will be quite entertaining as the champs. Maybe Big E can cost them the titles at SummerSlam.
√ United States Championship: Jacob Fatu defeats (c) L.A. Knight.
Pretty much the other given on this card. It's Fatu's time.
X Rey Mysterio Rey Fenix defeats El Grande Americano.
WWE announced about an hour ago that they've bought the AAA promotion. Yeah... There's no way El Grande is winning.
√ WWE Women's Championship: (c)Tiffany Straton defeats Charlotte Flair.
This is the hardest one for me. I mean, it's Charlotte Flair at Wrestlemania LOL. But I just have a feeling that WWE (Paul in particular) is just sick of her s**t. Plus, Tiffany is much more entertaining. So IMO, "It's Tiffy Time!"
X CM Punk defeats Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins.
You need to send the crowd home happy tonight (cuz SPOILERS it won't happen tomorrow), and of the 3, Punk is the one to pick. Hayman will slide a chair into the ring and it'll end up between Punk & Reigns and that will factor into the victory.
FUCK. OH MY FUCKING GOD
I’m a rude bitch, what are you made of?
Naomi Lapaglia (Wolf of Wall Street) x Female Reader
Warnings/Contains: swearing, canon-typical arguing, unhealthy husband-wife relationship, cheating, top!naomi and bottom!reader, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, inappropriate relationship with employers, unsolicited flirting, flashing, implied exhibitionism
Word Count: 3,225
so what if you were the belfort’s house keeper? and what if you had this nasty crush on naomi? and what if she knew?
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Veil
So I completely forgot to post this months ago… but its almost Halloween again so? The timing is better now. Enjoy! Don’t forget to reblog!
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Demons weren’t meant to be confined to the tight space of a van, and especially not for hours on end. At least that’s how Matthew tried to convince Mika to pull over so he could stretch and get Suzu off his bladder.
In the trunk, wedged between luggage, Suzu and Damien had sprawled over Matthew’s lap while still technically wearing their seatbelts. They were sleeping soundly, while Matthew was stuck as their prisoner with his hoodie over his face like a blanket and his knees pressed together. In the back seat, Erik, Naomi, Andrew, and Sam had all managed to squeeze in together with the brothers in the middle and their lovers at their side. Andrew and Erik were sharing earbuds, and Sam and Naomi were curled up together, humming soft little notes to each other. James had shotgun with a number of books at his feet, some literature and some puzzle books with sudoku and pictographs. He had removed his glasses and let his eyes rest.
Mika was at the wheel, GPS hooked up, radio murmuring away at the lowest volume, bags under her eyes weighing her down but never stopping her. Her mind had passed the tired threshold into autopilot, locking her gaze on the interstate in her headlights, sole job of staying in her lane and looking out for the next exit.
Seven hours, from midday glare in her eyes to the sunset throwing violet and amber watercolors over the clouds, to midnight. Seven hours on the road. She was dead inside.
In one mile, stay in the left two lanes and take Exit 108 onto I-90 East
She tapped her turn signal with her pinkie and glanced up at her rear view. No headlights anywhere near them. She glided over two lanes.
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